[Next Day.]
Michael was in his bed, staring at the ceiling, Erika beside him, her head rested on his chest.
He smiled remembering last night, they finally did it, and tried countless positions, Erika got exhausted after the sixth round, and the two called it the night... Well... They stopped around 3Am.
"You're awake?"
Erika raised her head to his face, and smiled.
"Good morning, Wifey." Michael smiled.
"Morning hubby."
Michael smiled, and lightly kissed her lips.
"How are you feeling?" He asked.
"Hmm."
Erika exhaled, and rested her head on his chest.
"I feel like I'm in a paradise, and I'm scared all this is a dream that I'll wake up from."
"You have to believe it, This is real."
Michael smiled, moving his hand under the blanket, from her back, and lower.
Erika raised an eyebrow, feeling his hands.
"What to you think about breakfast?" Michael suddenly asked.
